Madame Marissa and Lady Nora's Facesitting Wheel of Fortune: Bad Luck Only for the Living Seat Pad
Lady Nora's visit to Madame Marissa's den of vice was already promising to be an unforgettable one. After a wild session of strap-on fucking, the two dominas decided to take their games of chance to the next level with a facesitting wheel-of-fortune. Little did they know that their lucky slave was about to experience a series of misfortunes that would leave him struggling for air and aching for release.
As the facesitting wheel spun around, Lady Nora and Madame Marissa watched eagerly as it landed on various positions. The first round determined that the loser would be smothered under their asses for an extended period of time—and not just by one of them but by both! The anticipation was palpable as they prepared to sit down on the hapless man's face, his nose pressed between their plump, jiggling cheeks.
The facesitting wheel-of-fortune added an element of unpredictability to the whole ordeal. Not only did the slave have to endure being smothered by two divine asses, but he also had no idea how long he would be kept there. The tension built up as the next round revealed that it would be determined by a coin toss. If it was heads, he would be released after a while. Tails, on the other hand, meant that he would have to keep enduring their weight.
Despite his pleading eyes and laboured breathing, Lady Nora and Madame Marissa flipped the coin with nonchalant grace. As it landed on its edge, suspended in mid-air, time seemed to stop for the poor fucker beneath them. Finally, gravity took hold, and the coin tumbled to the ground, revealing that his torment would continue. With a sinister chuckle, they lowered themselves onto his face once more, squashing all the air out of his lungs.
The facesitting wheel-of-fortune continued to spin, each round bringing new twists and turns to the slave's misery. One round saw him being smothered by a single domina, with the other taking pictures and laughing at his plight. Another round had them switching places mid-session, leaving him gasping for air as they took turns sitting on his face.
As the session drew to a close, the facesitting wheel finally landed on a release position. With one last smothering kiss from both Lady Nora and Madame Marissa, they pulled off their asses and let him gulp in great gulps of air. His cock, hard and aching from the prolonged denial, throbbed eagerly against his stomach as he lay panting beneath them.
In conclusion, Lady Nora and Madame Marissa's facesitting wheel-of-fortune was a macabre game of chance that left the slave feeling like he had no luck at all. But for these two dominas, watching him suffer under their divine asses was its own reward—a game they would play again and again, reveling in the power they held over their helpless submissive.
